There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 23 Buy better ones in the future
Seeing that Song Rutang was very busy, Yang Songlan couldn't help but get off the mule cart, lowered her head and persuaded:

"Just get some dry food, why bother doing these things?"

Naturally, Song Rutang couldn't directly say that he was doing it for points, so he just found an excuse to put it off:

"Cook something delicious for mom. If mom eats the delicious food, her injury will heal faster."

Yang Songlan watched Song Rutang put the noodles into the pot and said with great wonder:
"What's in it that makes it so fragrant?"

"Some seasonings, somehow they are so fragrant."

Song Rutang took a spoonful of oil and secretly added the sesame oil distributed by the system while Yang Songlan wasn't paying attention.

The pimple soup was made quickly and was ready in a short time. Song Rutang filled a bowl for herself and Yang Songlan, and then called the group of big men to taste it.

The big men tried to shirk things at first, but when they saw that Song Rutang had done a lot, they came over with bowls in their hands and each person filled half the bowl.

Sitting on the spot, drinking with gusto by the fire, the happiest person was undoubtedly Zhuang Mang:
"This pimple soup is really delicious! I have to save a mouthful or two and bring it back to the little ones later so that they can try my benefactor's good craftsmanship!"

Song Rutang smiled helplessly and said, "Just eat it, I'll do it again later."

"My benefactor is really kind-hearted, kind-hearted and skillful! If my benefactor opens a restaurant in the future, we brothers will be designated to stand in for him!"

"What a joke, can my benefactor open a restaurant? With my benefactor's cooking skills, it's not an exaggeration to open a restaurant in the city!"

"That's right, I've never tasted such delicious gnocchi soup before. The gnocchi are also very smooth and chewy!"

"Isn't that true? My mother-in-law made me pimple soup several times when she was still alive. Even if she added sliced ​​meat to it on New Year's Eve, it's still not as delicious as what my benefactor makes today!"

The big men kept boasting and patting their chests to make sure that Song Rutang would be there if anything happened after Song Rutang opened the restaurant.

A group of people drank up the pimple soup and licked the edge of the bowl reluctantly. They were still not satisfied. They looked at the small amount of pimple soup in the pot and gave up the idea.

Song Rutang didn't notice this and went to the mall to check the points.
I have earned a lot of points now. The gangsters have released those few children, and most of the others are here. Together with Yang Songlan and the previous Paihuazi, I have accumulated 79 points at this time.

In addition to the recipes I left at that inn, I have gradually added some points in the past few days. In total, I already have 96 points. If I am lucky, I can change something tomorrow morning.

Song Rutang finally felt relieved. She took a water bag from the mule cart and poured some water to clean the pots and bowls.

After everything was packed up, the sky turned dark and everyone fell asleep on the spot, snoring slightly in the middle of the night.

Song Rutang was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly awakened by a murmur in the early hours of the morning.

Yang Songlan murmured softly beside her, a layer of sweat already accumulated on her forehead.

"mother?"

Song Rutang pushed her, but when there was no response, she lifted up Yang Songlan's skirt and took a look.

The wound cracked again at some point, revealing a little blood. Song Rutang reached out and touched Yang Songlan's forehead, and found that Yang Songlan's body was surprisingly hot.

Song Rutang had no choice but to ask about the system, and then took out the antipyretic pill he was carrying and fed it to Yang Songlan.

I hugged Yang Songlan and waited for a while. After half an hour, Yang Songlan was finally not so hot anymore.

I got some more herbs for Yang Songlan to put on, and Yang Songlan also woke up leisurely at this time.

"Tang Bao?"

Yang Songlan was a little confused and her head was groggy. When she opened her eyes, she was still a little uncomfortable with the dark night. After a while, she remembered that she had been lying down for a while. "Mom, you just had a fever. Fortunately, I found some antipyretic pills from Paihuazi and just took them for you. Are you still feeling unhappy now?"

Song Rutang finally found an opportunity to register the bottle of antipyretic pills, and then remembered that there was something he forgot to ask:

"Mom, how did you hurt your leg?"

It looked like the wound was long and deep, and the wound was uneven, as if it had been scratched by a branch, but what kind of branch could make such a big gash?
Song Rutang was full of doubts, but Yang Songlan smiled sheepishly and said shyly:
"After throwing Zhu into the wolf's den, I was afraid that the wolves would come back, so I ran back in a hurry. Without paying attention, I made a big gash in the branch next to her."

Yang Songlan gestured with the length of the branch to prove that she was really scratched by the branch, but her movement was too big and she accidentally touched the wound, and she hissed in pain.

"Tomorrow we will find a way to find medicine."

While worried, Song Rutang felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, it is autumn now. If it were summer, the wound would have rotted away. Now that the weather is cold, the wound is not rotten. It's just that the injury on Yang Songlan's leg is really serious, so we need to get some medicine to apply it on her.

Seeing Song Rutang deep in thought, Yang Songlan felt a little regretful.

If she had watched the road carefully, she would not have had such a big gash in the branch, which would have made Tang Bao worried.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now. She can only take good care of her body and prevent it from causing other troubles to Tang Bao.

The two of them fell asleep with their own thoughts, but in the end they still didn't have a good night's sleep.

The next day, Song Rutang called Zhuang Mang over and asked him if there was anyone in the team who knew some medical skills.

"Why did you bring this up, Hao Duanduan?"

Zhuang Mang was a little confused, but he honestly said that the doctor followed Old Mrs. Yang and the others and left. The rest were all strong and capable of fighting, and there was really no logistics.

Turning his eyes, he saw that Song Rutang and Yang Songlan both had dark blue eyes. He also guessed something about the situation and reminded Song Rutang a few words:
"My benefactor, let me tell you, the medicine you gave your mother was good, but the brothers sprayed it with wine before applying the medicine. Otherwise, the wound would easily become infected."

Song Rutang slapped his head.

By the way, disinfection, she forgot about it yesterday in a hurry.

"Do you have any wine? Bring some pure wine, and I will buy you better ones later."

Song Rutang wanted to talk about liquor, but she didn't know if this group of people still had it on hand these days, so she had to settle for the next best thing, thinking that some pure liquor would make no difference.

Zhuang Mang scratched his head and motioned to his brothers to look for it, but they actually found a jar of wine.

Zhuang Mang handed it to Song Rutang without even looking at it, and then took his brothers to wait in the distance.

Song Rutang took the wine, waited for everyone to leave, and took off the cloth wrapping Yang's wound. He saw that the wound underneath was already red, swollen and inflamed.

"Mom, you have to be patient, it really hurts when this wine is sprayed on."

Song Rutang opened the lid of the wine jar and was too embarrassed to spray it with his mouth, tilting the jar and pouring it onto Yang Songlan's wound.

Yang Songlan had already put a handkerchief in her mouth, biting the handkerchief, feeling the burning sensation of the wine lingering on the wound, veins popped up on her forehead, and her body shook uncontrollably.

Seeing that Yang Songlan was in pain, Song Rutang moved faster.

(End of this chapter)